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Ithaca CollegeDigital Commons @ ICAll Concert & Recital Programs Concert & Recital Programs5-5-2013Senior Recital: Stephen Wilkins, baritoneStephen WilkinsFollow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programsPart of the Music CommonsThis Program is brought to you for free and open access by the Concert & Recital Programs at Digital Commons @ IC. It has been accepted forinclusion in All Concert & Recital Programs by an authorized administrator of Digital Commons @ IC.Recommended CitationWilkins, Stephen, "Senior Recital: Stephen Wilkins, baritone" (2013). All Concert & Recital Programs. 3311.https://digitalcommons.ithaca.edu/music_programs/3311Senior Recital:Stephen Wilkins, baritoneRichard Montgomery, pianoDeAnne Stewart, sopranoFord HallSunday May 5th, 20139:00 pmNow in its second century, the Ithaca College School of Music affirms itsfundamental belief that music and the arts are essential components of thehuman experience. The School of Music prepares students to be world-classprofessionals and the music leaders of tomorrow - ready to transformindividuals and communities by advancing the art of music.ProgramHai gia vinta la causa W. A. Mozart(1756-1791)from Le nozze di FigaroSelections from The Songs of Travel Ralph Vaughan Williams(1872-1958)1. The Vagabond2. Let Beauty Awake3. Whither Must I Wander4. Bright is the Ring of Words Assorted Selections by Mahler Gustav Mahler(1860-1911)1. Phantasie3. Erinnerung4.  Ich bin der Welt abhanden gekommenIntermissionSei Liriche, secunda serie Ottorino Resphigi(1879-1936)1. Notte2. Su una violetta morta3. Les repos en Égypte4. Noel Ancien5. Piccola mano bianca... 6. Nel GiardinoWheels of a Dream   from RagtimeDeAnne Stewart, sopranoRain Stephen Flaherty(b. 1960)from Once on this IslandLost in the Stars Kurt Weill(1900-1950)from Lost in the StarsStars  Claude-Michel Schönberg(b. 1944)from Les MisérablesThis recital is in partial fulfillment of the degree Bachelor of Music in VocalPerformance. Stephen Wilkins is from the studio of Marc Webster.TranslationsPhantasie (Fantasy)Das Mägdlein trat aus dem The maiden stepped out of theFischerhaus,  fisherman's hut, Die Netze warf sie ins Meer hinaus!  and cast her nets out into the sea! Und wenn kein Fisch in das Netz ihr And even if no fish entered the net, ging,  the fishergirl yet trapped someDie Fischerin doch die Herzen fing!  hearts! Die Winde streifen so kühl umher,  The winds blow so coolly about, Erzählen leis' eine alte Mär!  softly telling an old folktale! Die See erglühet im Abendrot,  The sea gleams in the dusk, Die Fischerin fühlt nicht Liebesnot Im the fishergirl does not feel love'sHerzen! sting in her heart, Im Herzen! in her heart!Erinnerung (Memory)Es wecket meine Liebe  Again and again my loveDie Lieder immer wieder!  reawakens my songs!Es wecken meine Lieder Die  Again and again my songsLiebe immer wieder!  reawaken my love! Die Lippen, die da träumen  The lips that dreamVon deinen heißen Küssen,  of your ardent kissesIn Sang und Liedesweisen  must hymn you in songVon dir sie tönen müssen!  and in tuneful lay! Und wollen die Gedanken  Were I ever to banishDer Liebe sich entschlagen,  all thoughts of love,So kommen meine Lieder  my songs would come to me thenZu mir mit Liebesklagen!  with amorous complaints! So halten mich in Banden  Again and again the two of themDie Beiden immer wieder!  hold me in fetters.Es weckt das Lied die Liebe!  The song reawakens my love!Die Liebe weckt die Lieder! Love reawakens my songs!Ich bin der Welt abhanden gekommen (I am lost to the world)Ich bin der Welt abhanden I am lost to the world gekommen,  with which I used to waste so muchMit der ich sonst viele Zeit time, verdorben,  It has heard nothing from me for soSie hat so lange von mir nichts long vernommen,  that it may very well believe that I amSie mag wohl glauben, ich sei dead! gestorben. Es ist mir auch gar nichts daran It is of no consequence to me gelegen, Ob sie mich für gestorben hält,  Whether it thinks me dead; Ich kann auch gar nichts sagen I cannot deny it, dagegen, Denn wirklich bin ich gestorben der for I really am dead to the world. Welt. Ich bin gestorben demweltgetummel,  I am dead to the world's tumult, Und ruh' in einem stillen Gebiet.  And I rest in a quiet realm! Ich leb' allein in mir und meinem I live alone in my heaven, Himmel, In meinem Lieben, in meinem Lied. In my love and in my song!Notte (Night)Sul giardino fantastico  In the fantastic garden Profumato di rosa  Perfumed with roses La carezza de l'ombra Posa.  The caress of shadows descends. Pure ha un pensiero e un palpito With both thought and pulse La quiete suprema,  The supreme stillness L'aria come per brivido Trema.  Shakes the air like a shiver. La luttuosa tenebra Does the mournful darkness Una storia di morte Tell a story of death Racconta alle cardenie Smorte?  To the pale gardenias? Forse perché una pioggia  Perhaps, because a shower Di soavi rugiade  Of gentle dew falls Entro socchiusi petali Cade,  Into the half-closed petals. Su l'ascose miserie For rising miseries E su l'ebbrezze perdute,  And for lost passions, Sui muti sogni e l'ansie Mute.  For mute dreams and muteSu le fugaci gioie anxieties, Che il disinganno infrange  For fleeting joys La notte le sue lacrime Piange... Shattered by disillusion, The night weeps her tears.Su una violetta morta (On a faded violet)È vanito l'odor di questo fiore, The odour from the flower is gone Che, come il bacio tuo, Which like thy kisses breathed on me;tenero ardente respirava su me. Anche di questo fior fuggì il colore, Che rilucea deliziosamente di te, solo The colour from the flower is flown di te.  Which glowed of thee and only thee! Forma languida e vana ella riposa A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant form. Sul mio povero cuor, It lies on my abandoned breast, Che non oblia, povero stanco cuor; And mocks the heart which yet isImmobile, di gel, silenziosa warm, Ella irride così l'anima mia, l'animacalda ancor.  With cold and silent rest.In vano, in vano io piango a lei I weep, -- my tears revive it not! d'accanto; E sospirando invan su lei mi chino: I sigh, -- it breathes no more on me; oh! tutto in lei finì! Il suo destino è muto, senza pianto. Its mute and uncomplaining lot Il suo destino è muto. Oh! il mio destino dovrebe esser così! Is such as mine should be.Le repos en Egypte (The rest in Egypt)La nuit est bleue et chaude, et le The night is blue and warm, and calmcalme infini...  is infinite... Roulé dans son manteau, le front sur Wrapped up in his coat, his foreheadune pierre, resting on a stone, Joseph is sleepingJoseph dort, le coeur pur, ayant fait with a pure heart, having said his prayer; sa prière, Et l'âne à ses pieds est comme un And the donkey at his feet is like ahumble ami.  humble friend. Entre les pieds du Sphynx appuyée à Between the Sphinx's paws,demi, half-leaning, La vierge pâle et douce, à fermé la The virgin, pale and sweet, haspaupière; closed her eyelids; Et, dans l'ombre, une étrange et And in the shade, a strange andsuave lumière gentle light Sort du petit Jésus dans ses bras Glows from baby Jesus in her arms. endormi. Autour d'eux le désert songe Around them, the desert, amysterieux; mysterious dream; Et tout est si tranquille a cette heure, And all is so quiet, at this time, in thisen ces lieux place, Qu'on entendrait l'enfant respirer That one could hear the child breathesous ses voiles.  under her veils. Nul souffle... La fumée immobile du No wind... The fire's still smoke feu Monte ainsi qu'un long fil se perd Lifts upwards, like a long thread,dans l'air bleu... losing itself in the sky... Et le Sphynx éternel atteste les And the eternal sphinx watches overétoiles. the stars. Noël ancien (Old Christmas)Noël nouvelet,  Christmas comes anew,Noël chantons ici,  Christmas sing hereDévotes gens,  Pious people,Crions à Dieu merci,  Cry to God thank you,Chantons Noël pour le Roi nouvelet.  Christmas Sing for the newborn King.Quand m'eveillai,  When I awoke,Ayant assez dormi,  Having enough sleep,J'ouvris les yeux,  I opened my eyes,Vis un arbre fleuri,  Saw a flowering tree,Dont il sortait un bouton vermeillet.  He came a button.Quand je le vis,  When I saw him,Mon coeur fut réjoui My heart was welcomedCar grand' beauté For big 'beautyResplendissait en lui, Shone in him,Comme soleil levant au matinet.  As sunrise to evening.D'un angelet On angels Après les chants ouïs  After praise songsQu'aux pasteurs disait: As pastors said:"Partez d'ici, en Bethléem trouverez "Get out of here, find lamb inl'agnelet.",  Bethlehem."En Bethléem Marie et Joseph Vis,  in Bethlehem Mary and Josephl'âne et le boeuf Près de l'Enfant au Screws, the ox and the asslit:  Near the Child in bedLa chèche était au lieu d'un bercelet.  The scarf was instead a necklace.L'étoile y vit The star sawQui dans la nuit éclaircit,  Who in the night brighter,Qui d'Orient Who EastD'où son éclat jaillit  Hence its luster springsEn Bethléem les trois Rois amenait.  In Bethlehem, the Three Kingsbrought.L'un portait l'or One was goldEt l'autre offrait la myrrhe,  And the other offered myrrh,Et l'autre encens qu'il faisait bon And the other incense he was feelingsentir:  good:Du Paradis semblait le jardinet! Paradise seemed the garden!Piccola mano bianca... (Small White Hand...)Piccola mano bianca,  Small white hand,Che tanto destino racchiudi, That both enclose fate,Porgi l'esili dita  Incline your slender fingersSul mio tumido cuore.  On my swollen heart.Senti?  Do you hear? Il palpito preme frequente  The glow frequent pressCon rapidi balzi.  With rapid strides. Porgi l'orecchio:  Give ear:Suona d'amore il canto.  Sounds of love singing.Suona le brevi gioie che limpide teco  Sounds brief joys that clear theeSuggeva ne la purezza d'oro  I suckled the purity of goldDel meriggio d'estate,  Of the summer afternoon,Suona la lunga pena de l'animo He plays the long sentence of hislaborioso,  mind laborious,Che ti brama, ti adora e ti venera e That longs for you, adores you andteme. worships you and fears.Oh ne le chiome lunghe,  Oh do their hair long,Fluenti su l'alabastro  Flowing out of the alabasterDe le nitide spalle,  Of the sharp shoulders,Premere il bacio mio!  Press the kiss my!Oh a la piccola mano,  Oh by the little hand,Che tanto destino racchiude,  So that fate holds,Dare l'ultima gioia  Give the ultimate joyDe l'esistenza vana! That existence in vain!Nel giardino (The Garden)Mormora nel giardino a piè del colle Murmurs in the garden at the foot of the   hillUna musica dolce, un'armonia Soft music, a harmonyDi note gravi ne la sera pia, Serious note of it in the evening pious,Mentre l'effluvio de le pie corolle While the scent of the pious corollasSommessamente in lievi onde, Softly in gentle waves,In lievi onde si estolle, In mild waves rises,Balsamando di sé tutta la via. Purfuming himself all the way.Muore nel cielo e palpita una stria He died in the sky and beats a trailUltima d'oro; e su da l'erba molle Last of gold, and from the grass springsI mille trilli tremano dal lago, The thousand trills tremble from the   lake,   Dove l'acqua specchiante Where the water mirrorAbbrividisce tacita al suono Ripples tacit soundVanescente e vago di quella Vanishing and vague thatTriste musica di sera... Sad music in the evening ...Il giardino nel sonno illanguidisce The garden languishes in his sleepVoluttuoso de la primavera. Voluptuous of the spring.

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